The four of them turned and stared intensely at Li Qiye, wanting to see some clues.

“Brat, what sect are you from?” The impatient Wild Bull was the first to speak.

“Some said I’m from War Saint Dynasty but who knows?” Li Qiye chuckled.

“War Saint Dynasty? The geezer’s kingdom.” The four exchanged glances.

“Hahaha, brat, what great crime did you commit to be thrown into this heavenly prison? It won’t be an easy fate. Hmm, only that geezer will throw people in here.” Eight-armed Golden Dragon smirked at Li Qiye.

Firefeather Scholar pondered for a moment and said: “In terms of time, one generation has probably passed. We should live longer than the geezer, so he should be dead now.”

He then asked Li Qiye: “Who is in charge of War Saint now?”

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